***
Amon sighed.
He really didn't want to do this right now.
"Oi! You barman! Come and pour us a drink here!" The old drunkard raised his hand and called the barkeeper out.
The latter bowed to a customer at the far end of the bar corner and hurriedly walked up to them with a bottle in his hand.
The drunk man gestured towards the now empty glass and the barkeeper graciously poured some alcohol into the glass.
The old man smiled drunkenly and closed his arm more around Amon pulling him close.
"Come here ya lad!" He exclaimed and picked up the glass that was filled with glass up.
Amon's mind worked at lightning speed, thinking of ways to get out of this situation.
The old man was definitely an unawakened.
And in some seconds, he finally found a way, a smile spreading across his masked features.